Novel & Cerita Original Cinderella Story Book

He put a spell to make it secure and only the book who will decide who is the worthy for the book. The book was blank but contained information about the very first reason why the cursed were made. The story of the goddess was not new to him because it’s their tradition to pass the story on to every new generation. And only the blood of a worthy person will unveil it. Hindi ko alam ang ire-react ko matapos ang ikalawag kabanata ng kwento. Ngayon alam kona na ang nagsulat ng kwentong ito ang tito ni leora na si gilbert. now that I have read the few fragments of their story, I am still clueless as to why they became like that.

saad nito. Natigilan naman ako sa sinabi ni Banak. “Oh, si Cinderella naman.” Usal naman ni Nakba. “Bakit umalis si Cinderella sa kastilyo nang ang orasan ay 12 na?” Pagtatanong ni Nakba. “Dahil,mawawala na ang bisa ng magic kapag sumapit na ang 12 ng hatinggabi.” Ani ko rito. “Mali, ulit!

"Mama can you tell me a short story?" "The usual one, please?" I started to stroke her hair as I breathed out. "Once upon a time there's a princess named cinderella, she lived a very comfortable life with her parents, until her parents died and her step mother made her suffer. One time, in the middle of the night her wicked step sister killed her, but a prince saved her and gave her a new life. The prince told cinderella that she needs to marry him because of the contract but, cinderella choose to run away from the prince, until one time something happened that made cinderella chooses to accept the contract and return to the prince... they almost live a happy life and almost attain their hap

Mamita won again this time. I need to find my Cinderella for Rent!

My conscience won’t take it once something bad happened to them just because of me. “What took you so long? Anyway, he informed me that an emergency happened, so he went out of the way.” Natigilan kami sa paglalakad nang salubungin kami ng isang sopistikada at matangkad na babae na pababa ng hagdan, habang nakakunot ang kanyang noo. Nakasuot siya ng itim na stiletto at kulay pula na halter dress. She even has a fair white skin. Papasa siyang gumanap bilang Snow White sa isang palabas.

This is a work of fiction. Names, places, events, and establishments are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, events, or incidents is purely coincidental. This story contains scenes not suitable for very young readers. Read at your own risk. ------------------------------------------------------------------ “Ella! Sige na naman oh… Palagi ka na lang hindi sumasama sa mga gimmick. Try mo naman mag-enjoy minsan.”

ngiting sambit niya. “Ah. What is this, Dion?” tinuro ko ang hindi kalakihan, hindi rin maliit—sakto lang na lalagyan ng laruan—at alam kong ibibigay niya ito sa bata. “It’s Cinderella, Mommy. Sabi kasi ni lola niya, favorite niya si Cinderella. Hehe,” ngumiti siya at hinarap ang bata. “Take this, Mary. I hope you like it,” usal niya.

She walks barefoot and carries her shoes dahil mukhang sira ang isang bitbit niyang sapatos. The Cinderella shoe was found outside his door. Mabilis siyang nagpaalam at binalikan muli ang kwarto na inokupa nila ni Venice. Malapit sa cabinet niya ito tinapon kaya parang binuhusan siya ng malamig na tubig nang hindi na ito makita roon. Hindi pa nache-check ng mga pulis ang loob nito at kahit ang buhok na ginupit ng lapastangang iyon kay Venice ay hindi rin niya makita.

Hindi alam ni Jane ang kanyang mararamdaman. “Doon sa kwento, hindi umalis si Cinderella dahil sa pagmamahal. “Humihindi ako dahil wala akong lakas ng loob para gawin ito.” Itiningala ni Jane ang kanyang ulo at binigyan ng mapait na ngiti ang matanda. “Kung aayaw si Sean, hindi ako tunay na makakatakas. Kita niyo kasi, tatlong taon ko na itong sinusubukang gawin. Sa huli, kinakailangan ko pa ring bumalik ng S City at sa kanya, ‘di ba?”

Mom cleared her throat. Nagsimulang magkuwento ang kaniyang ina. Mula sa simula ng buhay ni Cinderella, hanggang sa nag-asawang muli ang ama nito. Ramdam na ramdam niya ang bawat salitang namutawi mula sa bibig ng kaniyang ina. Nasasaktan siya tuwing dumadating na sa puntong pinapahirapan si Cinderella. Paborito niya ang kuwentong iyon at paulit-ulit na kinukuwento iyon ng kaniyang ina.